As soon as Rakshasa finished speaking, Qingdeng knelt down with a frown and leaned on the ground with his broken knife.
He held on for dear life and finally didn't fall down.
A strong feeling of dizziness flooded into Qingdeng's brain.
He felt that the images and sounds of the world in front of him were distorted.
The only thing that was clear was the sound of the heartbeat in the chest. Plop, plop, plop... like thunder, deafening.
Turbid consciousness, confused thoughts... everything is in pieces.
He was sweating profusely, breathing was disordered, and standing made him feel miserable.
The weight was aggravated by the dizzy feeling that wrapped around my head.
The skull should be fine, but the internal injuries are serious.
If it weren't for the fact that he could still see things, hear sounds, and still retain consciousness, Qingden would have almost thought that his brain was like tofu that fell to the ground and turned into a puddle.
Snap, snap, snap...
Rakshasa dragged the knife and walked step by step towards Qingdeng, who was unable to move.
The tip of the knife wiping the floor made a harsh "click-click-click" sound.
At this time, he had already released his fighting posture.
He looked down at Qingdeng who was squatting on the ground, with undisguised regret on his face.
It's like buying a toy you don't like.
It was like eating food that was hard to swallow.
"It's really disappointing...the so-called 'Nioh' is nothing more than that."
"However, your sword-drawing skills are indeed limited."
"It's been a long time since I met someone who can practice Iaido to such a level."
"Even as picky as I am, I have to give you a positive evaluation of your outstanding performance just now."
"But - that's all."
When he said this, Rakshasa happened to be in front of Qingdeng.
"The 'Benevolent King' who protects the world is killed by the 'Rakshasa' who eats human flesh and blood... Haha, this is really funny."
"Tachibana Aoden, in the final analysis...your name as 'Nioh' is just a family talk, and then it was made a noise at the moment due to some unexpected circumstances."
"In my opinion, your current strength is far from worthy of such a famous name."
"It's nothing more than virtue that doesn't match its place."
Rakshasa held his head high, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and made a long sigh with arrogance.
He didn't even put on a fighting stance, he just stood in front of Qingdeng so grandly, belittling Qingdeng with great air... This look was really arrogant.
However, it is undeniable that Rakshasa at this time does have arrogant power.
Qingdeng's strength and speed were all suppressed by Rakshasa.
His trump card: Bato Jutsu·Liuguang, failed to defeat Rakshasa - and was defeated by the opponent's superior Iaido in a fair and just "Nakamon Confrontation".
Even the knife in his hand was cut off and his head was injured.
All signs point to the same cruel fact: Qingdeng has lost, completely...
But at this time——
"You talk so much nonsense."
Suddenly, Qingden took a deep breath, then stood up with difficulty using the broken knife on the ground as support.
"Noisy...you are noisier than the wild dogs near my house."
As Qingden spoke, he shook his head several times with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to get rid of all the impurities in his mind.
When the Rakshasa saw this, he couldn't help but be startled.
Then, he frowned subconsciously.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing standing up? You don't want to continue fighting, do you? The outcome between you and me is already clear, right? What's the point of continuing to fight? Squat on the ground obediently , accept defeat and death calmly—that would be easier, right?”
Qingden's body shook a few times.
Although he barely managed to regain his footing, all the remaining energy in his body was exhausted.
At this time, Qingdeng looked like a tall tower made of sand - it would collapse with just a push.
"Kneel down on the ground obediently... accept defeat and death calmly...?"
Qingdeng murmured.
"If this is the case...I will no longer be me..."
Rakshasa sneered.
"Hmph! It's up to you. I don't want to waste any more words with the dying person."
After speaking, he slowly raised the knife in his hand.
The sharp tip of the knife reflected an icy cold light under the moonlight.
Not far away, Sanako has been paying attention to Qingto's battle situation.
Seeing Qingden's defeat, Rakshasa raised his sword, and Sanako's pretty face turned pale in an instant.
Sanako's heart beat hard. The second and third beats, my heartbeat is getting faster and faster, the rapid siren sounds in my heart, getting louder and louder, and the uneasiness that has sprouted in my heart suddenly grows!
The emotion that wrapped around the body like a vine was fear, even eroding into Sanako's body bit by bit, pinching her heart and fixing her body.
Such feelings, such emotions... Sanako had never felt it before.
She shouted loudly, almost without thinking, as if she wanted to defy her uneasiness:
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
She spread her arms and waved her naginata, trying to defeat the enemy entangled with her in front of her, and went to rescue Aomori.
Obviously there is a comatose Souji behind him who needs protection urgently. Sanako also knows that her behavior of "leaving Souji alone and only thinking about saving Aoden" is definitely not a kind act, but at this moment, she really doesn't care. So much.
At this time, there was nothing else in her eyes except Qingdeng; in her mind, there was no other thought except "Qingdeng is in danger, and we must hurry to save Qingdeng."
However... haste makes waste.
Her heart was in chaos, and the more eager she was to defeat the enemy in front of her, the harder it was for her to exert her true strength.
Being entangled by several Yakuza, she was unable to move even an inch.
the other side--
"Eight elements!"
"Um!"
Sa Zhong, who has a "mouthless attribute" and always has a cold face on weekdays, can no longer maintain his composure after seeing Qing Deng in trouble.
She called out to Yae, and the two of them rushed towards Rakshasa.
As for Yae... of the two sisters, she is the one with the most emotions.
At the same time, she is also the one with the best relationship with Qingdeng among the two sisters.
Even Sha Zhong looked anxious, let alone her.
Her face was filled with uncontrollable panic.
Under the leadership of Sha Zhong, she desperately mobilized the power in her body. Even for a second... No! Even half a second! She wanted to rush to Qingdeng as soon as possible.
The person who is closest to Qingden and has certain strength is Uncle Tiancang Xiao.
However... he had already been hacked to death by a Rakshasa. Although he wanted to rescue Qingdeng, his serious injuries really made him feel powerless...
Rakshasa naturally noticed Sanako and others who were rushing to rescue Qingden.
Although he noticed it, he was completely indifferent.
After all, the situation is clear.
Anyone can see it - Sanako and the others are already too late...
"Goodbye, a man who is not worthy of the name of 'King'."
A hint of ridicule flashed across Rakshasa's cheeks.
At the moment when Rakshasa was about to swing his sword——
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
Several whistling sounds suddenly broke through the air
Several small round objects flew straight towards Rakshasa.
Rakshasa was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously raised his sword to defend himself.
As several rays of sword light flashed by, the round objects flying towards Rakshasa shattered one after another.
Rakshasa originally thought these things were hidden weapons.
In a sense, these "balls" are indeed hidden weapons, but they are not the same as the hidden weapons Rakshasa imagined - they are high-tech products.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
As soon as the "ball" shattered, large clouds of white smoke suddenly rose from it!
Seeing this, Rakshasa's pupils shrank slightly, and then he gritted his teeth.
"This equipment...the Great Salt Party...!"
At the same time, similar scenes were playing out across the factory.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The ball falls and smoke rises.
One ball after another flew to various places, bringing clouds of thick white smoke.
In the blink of an eye, the huge factory was covered in white smoke and filled with fog.
Coughing and sobbing came and went.
"Cough cough cough!"
"What is this?!"
"Damn it! Close your eyes! Close your eyes quickly! Don't let your eyes touch this fog!"
…
Qingdeng recognized the white smoke—he had just seen the power of the white smoke tonight.
The severe pain in his head affected Qingdeng's hearing.
It was like sinking your head into the water, and all you could hear was an unclear and dull sound.
However, even so, he still vaguely heard footsteps approaching from far away from his side.
"His Majesty Niou."
It’s Ebina’s voice:
"plz follow me."
…
at the same time--
"Ebina has taken Nioh-dono away, please come with me quickly."
Ichinose carried Souji on his back and urged Sanako in a hurry.
…
"Hey, you two little guys."
Akutsu said quickly to the two sisters in an impatient tone while supporting the weak Amakura Owl.
"Come with me quickly."
…
The warriors in the world of low martial arts are strong, but no matter how powerful they are, they are still mortal bodies.
Human beings are always powerless in the face of nature and technology.
Even a powerful Rakshasa couldn't ignore the white smoke around him.
He closed his eyes tightly and pointed his ears.
Be careful not to get white smoke into your eyes, and pay attention to the movements around you.
Although Rakshasa is not good at hearing and cannot distinguish his location by listening to sounds like Qingden and build a virtual map in his mind, it is more than enough to prevent others from approaching him.
Because Ebina and others threw down all the smoke bombs they carried, the white smoke filled the air for an especially long time.
After about 5 minutes, the smoke finally slowly dissipated.
After confirming that the white smoke around him had dissipated, Rakshasa slowly opened the smoke and looked around.
"Did you escape..."
The place where Qingdeng stood just now was empty, and he was nowhere to be seen.
It's not just Aoto - Sanako, Souji, Amakura Obi, the two sisters, almost all the new Gotei Banshi... they are all missing.
"Misstep..."
Rakshasa clicked his tongue and smacked his lips.
"I didn't expect that heretics from the Great Salt Party would be present... If I had known this, I should have made more preparations."
As the smoke dissipated, order in the workplace gradually returned.
Not far away, Qing Shuirong rushed to Rakshasa in a hurry.
"Lord Rakshasa! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. What can a few insects do to me?"
After confirming that Rakshasa was fine, Shimizu Eiichi showed a relaxed expression.
Then, he turned his head and stared at the workshop where only he, Rakshasa, and the Yakuza of the Qingshui clan were left with stunned eyes.
"It's unbelievable... that they could all escape in such a chaotic environment..."
Rakshasa snorted coldly.
"This is natural. 'Escape' is the specialty of the heretics of the Great Salt Party."
"Since the disastrous defeat in the 'Battle of Osaka', they have been suppressed by the shogunate like rats in the sewers, living a life of hiding in XZ with no fixed abode."
"Over time, they have developed extraordinary escape skills. They are not only good at escaping, but also good at leading others to escape. They have also invented and produced a large number of props that are very suitable for escape."
"Hmph! These heretics from the Salt Party love to play with such weird tricks... It's a shame they can come up with so many fancy props."
"If it weren't for their incredibly high escape skills, we would have wiped out these hateful heretics long ago!"
"I really hope Tamamo Mae can work harder to quickly find out the headquarters of the Great Salt Party and strive to completely eliminate them as soon as possible."
After saying that, Rakshasa sheathed his sword.
Shimizu Eiichi asked:
"Lord Rakshasa, are you going to chase them?"
"No need to chase."
Rakshasa replied without thinking.
"With no clear idea of their escape direction, and so much time has passed, it's almost impossible to catch up with them. Well, let's just consider them lucky this time."
When Qing Shuirong heard this, his face turned pale.
"But... Lord Rakshasa, please forgive me for speaking frankly - Ju Qingden is a martial arts genius known to the world."
“Although he is still very weak at the moment, it’s hard to say what will happen to him in the future.
"If we don't get rid of this beast, there will be endless troubles!"
Qingshui Rong made a sincere suggestion to Rakshasa.
Rakshasa was silent for a while, then let out a joking chuckle of "hehehe".
"It is true, as you said, Tachibana Qingden is a rare martial arts genius."
"But no matter how talented a person is, he still needs time to grow."
"We just have to kill him before he grows."
"There's no point in rushing for this kind of thing, just take your time."
As Rakshasa said, he raised his hand and held Qingshui Eiichi's shoulder.
"Eiichi, there is no need to be nervous."
"As a person above others, you must remain calm at all times and never be impatient."
“Once people are anxious, it is easy to say some unreasonable things and then do some inappropriate and reckless actions.”
"Relax, relax."
Hearing what Rakshasa said, Shimizu Eiichi's originally tight facial lines gradually relaxed.
"Yes. Lord Rakshasa, thank you for your teaching."
At this time, Rakshasa seemed to have remembered something, pursed his lips, and then laughed "hum hum".
"Oh, what a disappointment."
"I thought Tachibana Aomori would be more capable."
"At the end of the day, he never had a stellar record."
"Taking a closer look at his past, his battle to become famous was just about killing some of the enemies of the rebel group."
"In the end, it's just a wasted reputation."
"Being forced to bear a famous name that does not match one's own strength... is both sad and laughable."
After speaking, Rakshasa put his hands behind his back, turned around, and walked away.
"Eiichi, there is no need to keep this factory."
"Take away all the herbs and equipment in the factory, and then set the place on fire."
"Before the sun comes up, I want to see this place become white."
…
…
Edo, somewhere——
"Huh...! Huh...! Huh...! Huh...! Niou... Your Excellency... Huh...! Huh...! Are you okay...? Can you stand up...?"
Ebina panted and put down Aomori on his back.
Qingden was like a newborn deer, holding on to his legs that were weak and shaking due to loss of strength.
His head still hurt terribly... and it was getting more and more painful, as if countless flying insects were laying eggs in his brain.
Although his physical condition was so bad that it was difficult to even speak, Aomori still managed to keep his spirits up and thanked Ebina:
"Mr. Ebina...Thank you for your help..."
Ebina, who was now breathing heavily, smiled slightly and responded:
"You're welcome. After all, we are allies with the same goals."
"It is only natural that allies help each other."
"Besides, even if it's just to disgust the evil beasts of the Punishment Party, we will definitely save you."
Qingdeng tried his best to squeeze out a smile, replied with an ugly smile, and then turned his head in another direction:
"Are you...all okay...?"
"Well..." Sanako nodded lightly, "Fortunately... Okita-kun and I are both fine..."
Yae asked Saege, who was crouching next to Amakura Owl and treating Amakura Owl's injuries:
"Sister, how is Mr. Amakura doing?"
Shazhong answered softly:
"It's neither too bad nor too good. I've given Mr. Amakura a simple bandage, so he'll be fine for a while, but he will still need further treatment later."
With the cooperation of Ebina, Ichinose and Akutsu, Sanako, Souji, Amakura Owl, and the two sisters all escaped successfully.
Seeing that the people he knew well... especially Sanako and Souji were all alive, Qingto couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
However... the rest of the new Imperial Court Banners were not so lucky.
When they arrived, there were more than thirty people in large numbers.
At this moment, there are only more than 10 Banshi who have escaped alive...
Some of them died in battle, and some of them were taken away by Ebina and others before they had time...
For Ebina, Ichinose, and Akutsu to be able to take away a dozen or so people led by Aomori in a vast fog full of enemies with the power of just three of them is a feat that is no different from a miracle - however, this is also They're at their limit.
If possible, they would like to rescue everyone, but... they have really tried their best...
Yae cast a curious look at Ichinose beside him.
"Why can you come and go freely in the smoke? Aren't your eyes afraid of the smoke?"
"We take the antidote in advance." Ichinose replied, "As long as we take the antidote, we will be immune to the smoke in a short period of time."
"Oh! That's it!"
Yae rubbed the back of his head and laughed "hahaha".
She probably laughed so loudly on purpose to ease the heavy atmosphere surrounding them.
In the dead silence, Yae's laughter seemed particularly abrupt, making the atmosphere even more depressed.
Seeing that he was like a one-man show clown, Yae stopped laughing with a disappointed expression and lowered his head.
At this moment, everyone from Qingdeng and others to the patriots of the Great Salt Party, to the new Yu Ting Fan soldiers... no matter who they were, they all looked listless.
Either expressionless or frustrated.
Either the head is drooped, or the shoulders are slumped.
No one spoke... The morale was visibly low, like a defeated army.
In fact, it is true.
They lost.
Reviewing the entire battle - rather than saying that they were defeated at the hands of the Yakuzas of the Qingshui clan who had the advantage in military strength, it would be better to say that they were defeated by the sword of Rakshasa.
When Qingden failed to defeat Rakshasa, their "defeat" was a foregone conclusion.
Even the strongest Qingden is no match for Rakshasa, so who can defeat this monster?
At this time, Akutsu suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the east and shouted:
"Hey! Look!"
Everyone looked in the direction pointed by Akutsu - the eastern sky was slightly red and swaying from time to time.
The east... this direction is the direction they escaped from just now, which is where the manufacturing factory of Huandu Lake is located...
The red light flickered, the looming flames... Even the stupidest person would know what was going on.
Suddenly, the already low morale of Qingdeng and others became even more depressed.
After going through all kinds of hardships, we finally found the ironclad evidence that could prove that the Party was responsible for producing and selling dangerous drugs, but we still failed to secure it, and our efforts fell short...
"hateful……!"
Yae cursed in a low voice, tears filling his eyes.
Sha Zhong pursed her red lips.
Tiancang Xiao frowned.
Akutsu gritted his teeth.
Ichinose looked bitter.
Ebina let out a long sigh.
Sanako lowered his eyelids and remained silent.
Qingdeng wanted to clench his fists... but at this moment, he no longer had the strength to even clench his fists.
"Mr. Ebina... what are your plans... next?"
Ebina smiled bitterly.
"We plan to hibernate for a while."
"Hibernating?"
"There's nothing we can do about it."
Ebina sighed.
"Both Ichinose and Akutsu are injured. One has a chest injury and the other has a shoulder injury. They both need a period of rest."
"The manufacturing factory of Huanfu Lake has been destroyed. Rakshasa will definitely be more cautious in hiding all information related to Huanfu Lake in the future."
"This struggle is bound to turn into a long and protracted war... We need to stop temporarily, re-draw plans, and take a long-term view."
"Unfortunately, we have to part ways for a while."
Having said this, Ebina paused and put on a wry smile with regret.
"Your Majesty Nioh, if possible, I really want to continue to cooperate with you..."
Qingdeng nodded lightly:
"It's okay...I can understand..."
"His Majesty Niou, may I ask, what are your plans in the future?"
"... To be honest... my head is empty right now... I don't have any ideas... Ugh...!"
A low moan floated faintly from the tip of Qingden's nose.
He pressed against the earth wall beside him and slowly slid to the ground.
Sanako stepped forward and supported Qingdeng - she had been paying attention to Qingdeng's physical condition.
"Tachibana-kun, take a rest for a while..."
Sanako's voice was filled with intense tension.
"Damn it... now... is not... the time to sleep..."
In order to stay awake, Qingdeng bit the tip of his tongue, but it didn't help at all. This small pain was like a mantis trying to control the car in the face of the increasingly intense dizziness.
The eyelids sank a little uncontrollably.
Small black patterns gradually cover the field of vision from the corner of the eye to the center.
"Tachibana-kun? Tachibana-kun?"
Qingden heard Sanako's voice, which sounded like it came from far away.
For a moment, he saw something.
The fair skin that can be broken by blowing, the bright and attractive red lips, the looming fine hair, and the eyebrows flashing with anxious eyes.
It turned out to be Sanako's face.
She held Qingdeng's face and nervously checked Qingdeng's mental state over and over again.
——Miss Sanako... seems to have lost weight...
When Qingdeng thought of this, his consciousness was completely interrupted.
Everything was dark in front of me, and nothing was reflected in my field of vision...
…
…
Edo, Dounan Town, Qingshui Residence——
Rakshasa, accompanied by Eiichi Qingshui, strode back to Qingshui Residence.
Although Rakshasa felt a little regretful that he failed to kill Qingdeng, in terms of results, tonight's battle was undoubtedly a great success.
Not only did Qingdeng and his party suffer heavy losses, but they also successfully burned down the manufacturing factory of Huanfudian, erasing the evidence that "the law-enforcement party was the real culprit in the production and sale of Huanfudian."
Rakshasa is not afraid of the trouble caused by the Great Salt Party.
Compared with the Law and Punishment Party, which has a profound foundation, the Great Salt Party, which has been developing for a short time, is much weaker.
In the eyes of Rakshasa, the heretics of the Great Salt Party are nothing to fear.
If you insist on saying that there is anything that can have a serious impact on the production and dissemination of Huanfu Lake... Rakshasa thought about it, and there were only two things.
First, the Edo shogunate obtained irrefutable evidence that the party was punished by law and that the genocide was destroyed.
The shogunate, where party strife has become increasingly fierce, is about to evolve into a political environment of "opposition for the sake of opposition."
As long as it is the idea of the "Nanji School", the people of the "Nanji School" will blindly oppose it, and vice versa, as long as it is the idea of the "Nanji School", the people of the "Nanji School" will blindly oppose it.
Under such circumstances, it is completely foolish for the shogunate to want to work together as one.
Based on all the information and clues currently known, as well as his own analysis, Rakshasa is certain that high-level people in the shogunate have definitely noticed the existence and dangers of the Phantom Lake.
He even suspected that part of the reason why Qingden kept an eye on Huanfudian was because senior figures in the shogunate gave him orders.
Aoto is the captain of the third division of the Huofu Thieves Kai. He has a high position and extraordinary ability. It is normal for him to be trusted by senior people in the shogunate and entrust him with important tasks.
If only a few people within the shogunate are determined to eliminate Genfusei, it will not help at all - political opponents don't care how correct your ideas and policies are. Anyway, no matter what you say, we will oppose it.
The resources that should have been used to do business have disappeared in this endless internal friction.
The best way to break this deadlock is to come up with a reason for action that can convince all political opponents.
Because of this, Rakshasa ordered the burning of the manufacturing factory in Huanfudian and transferred all the manufacturing raw materials to other places.
As long as the officials of the Edo shogunate are not caught out, Rakshasa can continue to be confident.
As for the second reason that may have a great impact on the production and sales of Huanfudian... that is that damn Calabash House is targeting them.
To be honest, Rakshasa was more afraid of being targeted by Calabash House than being targeted by the shogunate.
The Edo shogunate was troubled by party strife and was always restrained by social concerns - Gourdiya did not have these problems.
Calabash House is a highly centralized private organization, with power concentrated in the hands of their leader...that is, Kinoshita Lin.
Manpower, weapons, money...all the resources of Calabash House and its affiliated organizations can be used by Kinoshita Lin at her fingertips.
If the shogunate wants to deal with the Fa Zhu Party, it still needs a reasonable reason for action.
On the other hand, Calabash House...
Rakshasa's old experience told him: Calabash House's strategic policy for dealing with the Fa Zhu Party is very simple and clear - destroy it when discovered!
If you find the stronghold and members of the Fa Punishment Party, destroy them directly! No reasonable and legal evidence is needed! There is no need to worry about any social outlook! I would rather kill the wrong person than let go!
Therefore, compared to "Huluwu noticed the Huanfu Lake", Rakshasa was more worried about "Huluwu discovered that the Fa Zhu Party has a close relationship with the Qingshui clan."
If Calabash House is informed of this... Rakshasa dares to conclude that Calabash House will gather combat troops as soon as possible to destroy the Qingshui clan!
The Fa Zhu Party has a very shallow foundation in Kanto. Without the strong assistance of the Qingshui clan, who are the "local snakes", Rakshasa and the others would not be able to spread the illusion so smoothly.
Fa Zhu Dang is responsible for production, and the Qingshui family is responsible for sales channels. The division of labor is clear and the effect is remarkable.
It can be said that if the Qingshui clan is wiped out, Rakshasa will be in tears - even the sales channels will be gone. What's the use of producing more phantom deposits?
Of course, what I said above is rather unfounded.
When the Calabash House really comes and the Qingshui clan is in trouble one day, let's slowly take advantage of it - this is the idea that Rakshasa has always held.
With the destruction of the production plant, the secrets of Phantom Lake will continue to be hidden in the bottomless darkness for a long time to come.
Regardless of Calabash House, the shogunate should not have to worry about it for the time being.
Thinking of this, Rakshasa suddenly felt very good. He decided to take advantage of the opportunity and go to the top of Qingshui Tower to watch the moon for a while.
But at this moment, a short figure broke into his field of vision.
"Lord Rakshasa! I have something urgent to tell you!"
The kappa ran to him in three steps and two steps at a time.
The kappa's expression was anxious, and his steps became a little messy.
Kappa, who cares little about fame and fortune and is well-informed, has always acted decisively and rarely shows any panic.
Seeing the kappa's rare expression of panic, Rakshasa couldn't help but look solemn.
"Kappa, what's the matter?"
"Lord Rakshasa, since dusk today, I have been constantly noticing people behaving strangely around Qingshui Residence, and from time to time I raise my eyes to observe the buildings of Qingshui Residence and the terrain of the surrounding areas."
"Among this group of sneaky unknown people, I saw that man..."
At this point, the kappa paused.
He seemed to be sorting out his mood, and it was not until a moment later that he continued word by word:
"'Ryuuang Hachiman' Kuro Mamiya...!"
"...Kappa, did you read that correctly?"
"Lord Rakshasa, I can assure you with the head on my neck that I am absolutely right. The old man wearing glasses is definitely 'Liuguang Hachiman' Kuro Mamiya!"
"...I understand, please step back."
The kappa agreed, then turned around and retreated without any pause. With just a snap of his fingers, his figure melted into the shadows in the distance.
"...Eiichi."
"exist!"
"You must immediately gather troops and mobilize to the maximum extent. Concentrate all available materials and combat power into Qingshui Residence. From tonight onwards, guard Qingshui Residence. The walls and high platforms of Qingshui Residence need to be reinforced. There are also , burn all the important documents and materials stored in the basement without leaving a single piece of paper. All scarce talents such as craftsmen and doctors will be transferred to Yokohama... No, no, Yokohama is too close to Edo... Transfer to the end Ready."
After hearing the end, he finally couldn't hide the shock on his face and couldn't help but ask:
"Lord Rakshasa, why is this?"
Although this was just a fleeting thing, Shimizu Eiichi clearly saw just now - the moment he heard the name "Kuro Mamiya", Rakshasa's face suddenly changed!
The smile on his lips froze.
The pupils suddenly tightened.
His face turned slightly pale.
Qingshui Rong saw Rakshasa lose his temper for the first time...
Rakshasa stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow vigorously.
"...Eiichi, do you know Kuro Mamiya?"
"I know. You told me before that he was a famous swordsman and an important cadre of Calabash House. Master Rakshasa, if the series of orders you just gave were to prevent the infiltration and infiltration of Calabash House, Invasion, would that be a step too far? Is it necessary to immediately transfer talent and destroy all important documents?"
There are cadres of Calabash House wandering around the Qingshui Residence... This means that Calabash House is very likely to discover the relationship between the Qingshui clan and the Fanzhu Party, and then prepare to take action.
In this regard, Shimizu Eiichi was not too panicked.
He is very confident in the Qingshui clan and the strength of the "Strongest Yakuza Group in Kanto" that he has established himself.
Even if Calabash House really comes over, even if they are not hostile to the opponent, they can still move people and materials calmly and preserve their strength.
Rakshasa turned his head and cast a meaningful look at Qing Shuirong, then slowly withdrew his gaze and looked forward.
"If it's just Calabash House that attacks, it won't be a big problem. But if Kuro Mamiya is among the people who attack... the nature will be different."
Qingshui Eiichi frowned.
"Lord Rakshasa, why do you say this?"
"Kuro Mamiya is one of the few warriors in the world who can freely enter the legendary 'selfless realm' - if I say this, you should be able to understand why I gave those orders, right?"
Shimizu Eiichi: "..."
Rakshasa: "..."
Suddenly, a heavy silence fell between Rakshasa and Shimizu Eiichi, and the sounds around them sounded inexplicably distant.
After about 10 seconds, the shock and panic finally turned into sounds.
"...Yes, Lord Rakshasa, I will gather the troops immediately!"
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…
Edo, suburbs, somewhere——
Gulu, Gulu, Gulu...
A strange, rhythmic sound came from the distance.
Gulu, Gulu, Gulu...
The sound gradually approaches.
Gulu, Gulu, Gulu...
White light shines into the dark world——
"Well……!"
Qingdeng slowly opened his eyes as he regained consciousness.
The first thing that caught his eye was the unfamiliar car roof.
The plain roof without any decoration, the rickety carriage, the faint sound of horses panting...
At this scene, Qingdeng immediately realized that he was lying in the carriage of a carriage.
The "Gulu Gulu" sound I just heard was the sound of the wheels turning.
--here it is……?
Qingden looked around with a confused look on his face.
Soon, he discovered that he was not alone in this carriage, which was neither too big nor too small.
"Okita-kun? Miss Sanako?"
Sanako and Souji were sleeping on his left and right sides respectively, the three of them lying in a "chuan" shape.
Both women slept very soundly, their chests and abdomen rising and falling in an even and gentle rhythm.
"Ah, junior, you're awake."
Suddenly, a familiar female voice came from the direction of the driver's seat.
Qingdeng followed the sound, and the look of confusion on his face became even heavier.
"Senior? Sasaki?"
I saw the two sisters sitting side by side in the driving seat of the carriage. Shazhong held the horse reins and controlled the horses with skillful techniques.
Pulling the carriage are two well-kept horses with well-developed limbs and shiny hair.
Yae asked urgently:
"Junior, how do you feel? Do you feel better?"
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